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Էջ 80
... Drowsy , you mumble and sigh and turn your head ... You are too young to fall asleep for ever ; And when you sleep you remind me of the dead . SIEGFRIED SASSOON ( 1886– ) Boot and Saddle I Boot , saddle , to horse 80.
... Drowsy , you mumble and sigh and turn your head ... You are too young to fall asleep for ever ; And when you sleep you remind me of the dead . SIEGFRIED SASSOON ( 1886– ) Boot and Saddle I Boot , saddle , to horse 80.
Էջ 81
Boot and Saddle I Boot , saddle , to horse , and away ! Rescue my castle before the hot day Brightens to blue from its silvery grey , Chorus — ' Boot , saddle , to horse , and away ! II Ride past the suburbs , asleep as you'd say ...
Boot and Saddle I Boot , saddle , to horse , and away ! Rescue my castle before the hot day Brightens to blue from its silvery grey , Chorus — ' Boot , saddle , to horse , and away ! II Ride past the suburbs , asleep as you'd say ...
Էջ 89
Tain't — so -- bad - by - day because o ' company , But night - brings — long - strings o ' forty thousand million Boots - boots - boots - boots - movin ' up an ' down again . - ' There's no discharge in the war !
Tain't — so -- bad - by - day because o ' company , But night - brings — long - strings o ' forty thousand million Boots - boots - boots - boots - movin ' up an ' down again . - ' There's no discharge in the war !
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